Well, this song seems to sum up the past few days perfectly. As most of you know, my dad had a terrible accident Monday evening . While eating dinner he got up off the couch and walked to the bathroom, well, instead of opening the bathroom door, he opened the basement door and fell down the entire flight of stairs, 13 stairs in all. My mother called me hysterically screaming, "He's dead. He's at the bottom of the stairs. He's dead." I hung up the phone on her, quite hysterical myself, and kept repeating over and over, "My father's dead, my father's dead." My husband and I got over to their house immediately. As I ran into their house and looked down the basement stairs, I saw my dad lying on the floor with his eyes open, not moving. My husband refused to let me go down the stairs to him. While he started down the stairs to check on him he says, "He moved." We ran to the bottom of the stairs and tried to keep him from moving. Not an easy task to do!
The ambulance came and we followed closely behind with my mom in the car. The news is not good. He has 8 broken ribs, broken vertebrae in his neck and a bleed in his brain. He was placed in the Neuroscience ICU for trauma patients.
As of today, Thursday, he's still not that coherent. The broken vertebrae in his neck are causing swelling, therefore, creating difficulty in swallowing. They were going to put a feeding tube in through his nose to help nourish him later this afternoon.
It's so hard to see him like this. He's not completely awake, just lying there non-responsive to us at times. He did wake up some this afternoon and we were able to ask him questions to which he answered, all except the year. He thinks it's 1808.
At times like these you have to ask, "Why God?" Why do bad things happen to good people? Does God even see the pain he's in? We're in? My mom is in?? It says in Psalms 22:24, He has not ignored the suffering of the needy. He has not turned and walked away. He has listened to their cries for help. Suffering is not a sign of God's absence. It is a fact of life in this fallen world. God is with us! He may not remove the struggles we face, but he does promise to help us get through them.
We have seen the hand of God in this terrible tragedy. My father should be dead by all accounts. He should at the very least have multiple fractures. But, praise the Lord he doesn't! These broken ribs and vertebrea will heal. In time the confusion he is experiencing will also fade. It will take time, but our God is faithful and we must cling to that during this time. Thank you all for your prayers! We know that our God is able to do exceedingly above all that we can even begin to imagine.